The car finally burned out around three. The blue
beacon of a silent patrol car threw new shadows
into the street turning the window into a
flickering monitor screen. I'd seen the kids torch
the vehicle before I left on a nightly surfing run
to a cybersex site in Chile. It wasn't as if they
were getting rid of prints, everyone knew it was
them. They didn't give a shit. They just wanted to
see the flames, to throw a bit of light on a
situation. I looked up the hill at the spread of
the estate. The streetlights glowed like campfires
of an army on the eve of battle or fireflies
trapped in the canopy of an immense jungle.
Jungle, young mental jungle, Here in the jungle,
in the jungle

Where men don't cry and husbands lie and you never
have to justify a kickin'. When mates jump in to
save your skin if a chib is ever pulled out in a
square go.

Jungle ride, jungle ride tell me when it's over.
Jungle ride, jungle ride tell me when it ends. Oh
here she comes round again, here she comes round
again, Here she comes round again, here she comes,
here she comes.

The glazed eyes of porcelain clowns stare skywards
at clouds of goldfish madly circling their own
silent plastic worlds, high above the children who
stuff ping pong balls like pills in the mouths of
slowly rotating heads.

Intentions true as the arrow's flight Wins a
cuddly toy to while away an evening. Outside this
ring of light he'll claim his prize, She'll sport
lovebites just to prove to all he's been there.
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Jungle ride, jungle ride tell me when it's over.
Jungle ride, jungle ride tell me when it ends. Oh
here she comes round again, here she comes round
again, Here she comes round again, here she comes,
here she comes.

I crept along the edges of the parade, staying
glued to the shadows where the dogs slept uneasily
on their chains under the caravans. I followed the
drums and the pulsing light until I came across a
clearing in the centre of which was the
attraction. And then I saw her, an angel in a
chariot, her hair trailing behind her like the
tail of a comet. And I knew that she was mine. I
knew that we were destined to leave this place
together. We didn't belong to this carnage and the
knowledge of escape was the only thing keeping me
sane. But for now I could only watch and wait for
this was an arena I dare not enter.

On the rim of the machine the animals had
gathered. Big cats at a waterhole waiting on the
weak and wounded to stagger into their territory
so they could exercise some violence and feed
their starving reputations. No climbdown in this
standoff with the world. They already know that
they can never win the war but in this battle
they're gonna do some damage. The pack will follow
the stragglers into the dawn. Young mental jungle.

Jungle ride, jungle ride tell me when it's over
Jungle ride, jungle ride, tell me when it ends
Jungle ride, jungle ride, tell me when it ends
Here she comes round again, here she comes round
again Here she comes round again, here she comes,
here she comes.